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Xiao Huiming held the Nine Heavens Rainbow Pen in his hand, and suddenly felt an extremely fierce breath, rushing straight into the body, if the physical body did not reach the realm of the color gold body, just this breath was enough to directly tear him apart, and even the bones were crushed together.

However, for Xiao Huiming, who had already reached the golden body, his physical body was already very powerful, and this fierce aura was nothing at all.

Xiao Huiming did not delay in the slightest, from the palm of his hand, he quickly condensed a drop of essence blood, and then quickly used the spiritual power around his body, and slowly instilled it into the Nine Heavens Rainbow Pen.

Under the effect of this series, the Nine Rainbow Pen is also directly in control.

Xiao Huiming was overjoyed, he never thought that his temptation would be really easy to collect the Nine Heavens Rainbow Pen and engrave his own mark, so it seems that there is no obstacle at all.

The only obstacle was to obtain the key and break through the white mist, both of which he had stumbled upon before.

Xiaohui couldn't put it down and waved it again, and saw the colorful light and shadow, as if it was a tide, suddenly spread out, very gorgeous and dazzling.

"Huiming, you are really looking for death, this is my aunt's painting treasure, just stored here, even if someone obtains it, it is also the high-level of the Imperial Painting Pavilion such as me, not your dirt bun, now, even if you put the Nine Heavens Rainbow Pen back in its original place, I will dismantle you in eight pieces to set the record straight." ”

Meng Mochen's eyes were red, and his face was extremely hideous.

Xiao Huiming smiled slightly, shrugged his shoulders slowly, and said: "Young Master Meng, are you too stressed to be a dog, in order to get this artifact brush, why do you start talking nonsense, even if I put it back in its place, I will be dismantled in eight pieces, isn't this forcing me to take away the paintbrush?"

"Besides, why do you want to dismantle eight pieces, not nine, not seven? Could it be that you hear this eight characters the most on weekdays? For example, Nangong Lie scolded you for being a waste bastard or something, hahahaha!"

When Xiao Huiming said that later, even he couldn't help laughing.

Meng Mochen's straightforward face was pale, and he couldn't even speak for a while, he never thought that this young man in the human world, who seemed to be Sven Wen before, would be so sharp and sharp, and every sentence pierced his heart.

"Huh, young master Meng, you must take care of your body, as the saying goes: anger hurts your body, and besides, you are shaking like this now, if you are accidentally seen by others, you think that you are afraid of me and will die." ”

"In this way, for the sake of the principle of courtesy, I will also change my mind, now as long as you hand over all the treasures, I also promise to disassemble you only eight pieces, not nine, not seven, how about it? Isn't it fair, hahahaha!"

Xiao Huiming continued to taunt unscrupulously, and the Nine Heavens Rainbow Paintbrush in his hand shook slightly, emitting circles of colorful ripples.

Meng Mochen couldn't hold back any longer, he suddenly swept up, his right hand was on his chest, and there was suddenly one more thing in his hand.

It was a quaint bronze mirror!

"Xuanjing fixes the soul!"

Hearing him shout, in the bronze mirror, a dazzling light suddenly shot out, shooting directly at Xiao Huiming.

Xiao Huiming smiled slightly, he didn't even use the paintbrush, his left hand was raised slightly, and a cold ice crystal immediately greeted him, and the cold chill emanated, as if he wanted to directly freeze the entire space.

However, what surprised Xiao Huiming was that the brilliance emitted by the bronze mirror in Meng Mochen's hand seemed to have the effect of fixing the object, and the ice crystal had just rushed out, and after touching that brilliance, it actually slowed down, as if it was frozen in reverse.

Xiao Huiming raised his eyebrows slightly, and the ice crystal spiritual power in his body quickly followed his fingers and poured into the ice crystal attack in front of him.

However, this spiritual power was like a mud cow entering the sea, and after it was suddenly poured in, there was no reaction, as if it had directly cut off contact with Xiao Huiming.

In an instant, Xiao Huiming also felt that the ice crystal spiritual power attack in front of him was slowly losing control, and the surging aura in it was stagnant, and it couldn't operate at all.

At this moment, he understood what the Xuanjing in Meng Mochen's mouth meant.

He never thought that this disciple of the Imperial Painting Pavilion would have such a magical magic weapon, which could directly lock the spiritual power that had already realized the attributes, making it impossible to operate.

"Hmph, it's ridiculous that a monk born in a place where spiritual energy is scarce in the human realm would dare to exert the true power of attribute spiritual power. ”

Meng Mochen shouted coldly, and the bronze mirror was suspended above his head, and the bright light and shadow shone down directly, firmly fixing the ice crystal attack.

Meng Mochen jumped forward, and the golden light of the paintbrush in his hand erupted, and suddenly swept over.

Xiao Huiming was only surprised for a moment, but he quickly regained his composure. Although the ice crystal spiritual power attack was frozen, there was no panic on his face.

I saw a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, and in the face of the sharp strokes that swept in, he did not retreat but advanced.

"Life and death are of the same origin!"

When the Nine Heavens Rainbow Pen suddenly swayed out, Xiao Huiming also shouted, and in the entire room of dozens of zhang, there were suddenly new words, and there were also extinction words, which suddenly appeared, with colorful spiritual power, sizzling.

The whole room was slightly quiet, and then there was a loud "boom", and suddenly it resounded.

The colorful spiritual power of the one by one, carrying very mysterious words of birth and death, without the slightest hesitation, suddenly blasted towards Meng Mochen.

Rumble!

It was as if the void thunder suddenly exploded, with colorful light shining brightly, and the extremely violent power almost directly tore the space apart, and the entire space was in chaos.

After Xiao Huiming sent out this attack, he suddenly felt that an extremely majestic anti-shock force was surging quickly, and the Nine Heavens Rainbow Pen in his hand was buzzing, faintly, there was a feeling that he was about to come out of his hand.

Xiao Huiming knew that the grade of this brush should be a high-level artifact, and for him, a cultivator who had just entered the Heavenly Immortal Realm, it was still a little difficult to use.

He didn't brace hard, his figure flickered rapidly, and he retreated backwards, quickly unloading this huge force of shock to avoid hurting himself.